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dépassement par les murs blottis et laids
ces yeux noirs i une fois ainsi félicité
et mon nom est véridique
allés sont les trois, ces soeurs rares
très bien, vous libéraux
si perdu
vous êtes mon compagnon
les ombres des bateaux
gaily par les champs nous avons dansé
vous entendez la pluie?

 



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